Hyper-Dimensional Player

As long as you have devout faith, you can advance even if you are not a Lawful Good Paladin.

"No way!"

"We must act. Otherwise, he will definitely cause trouble for me in the future."

Meikanshute gritted her teeth and took out a Curiosity. As soon as she gave the order, chaos erupted throughout Zerata, with powerful Enchanting Mages unleashing firestorms within the city.

At the same time.

The Dark Monarch on the Ivory Tower also received some bad news.

"Master!"

"The Enchanting Queen, Meikanshute, has launched an attack against us."

"Leading the Demon Legion is the Red Shroud from the Broken Domain."

"They’ve already breached the 45th layer!" a Soul-Reaving Demon hurried in.

Piling on the misery.

The Enchanting Queen Meikanshute never fights a battle she is not confident of winning. As long as she has the upper hand, she is more proactive than anyone else, and if she finds herself at a disadvantage, she flees faster than anyone.

Duncan’s three slashes that killed three Balor Demons have made Meikanshute believe it’s the best time to eliminate the Dark Monarch.

She won’t try very hard, but she will hold back the enemy’s Demon Army.

Shadella.

With the order to attack from the Enchanting Queen, and the blessing of many Enchanting Mages, a huge Abyss Gate opened, followed by a grand assault by the Demon Army on the Dark Monarch’s territory. If not seizing territory now, when else? Somehow, they must bite a piece off the enemy.

"Damn Meikanshute!"

"She actually colluded with mortals!" The Dark Monarch Glazest was instantly exasperated.

These enemies could still be worn down by his Demon Army, but adding a demon army buzzing like a beehive on the enemy’s side was a complete mess now, and he lost his previous calm demeanor and was unable to mobilize the Demon Army.

"True to form, a fickle weathercock!"

"As soon as the wind turned, they took action."

Duncan also noticed the Enchanting Queen Meikanshute hidden on the battlefield at that moment. As his sight fell upon her, Meikanshute felt a pang in her heart, inexplicably producing a trace of fear.

The Bottomless Abyss is never short of fickle weathercocks, and with the Enchanting Queen’s action, chaos in the Threefold Realm quickly spread.

Some demons who had once submitted to the Dark Monarch began to stir, at the very least, observing from the sidelines.

Toward Zerata.

"Father is going to fail."

"I told you earlier, do not imprison the Goddess of Wealth."

In the Desecration Chapel, Asas looked restless, like a miniature Dark Monarch.

He was initially against imprisoning the Goddess of Wealth, and he wasn’t going to benefit from it. The Dark Monarch only did it to nurture his most beloved daughter, while also encroaching upon the Divine Spirit’s Domain.

Asas, being a half-blood Zor Elf and demon, held a high position, but wasn’t greatly valued, as Glazest favored his more controllable daughter.

"Mobilize the Abyssal Blade Legion to defend Zerata."

"Bring in the Assassins from Black Flame City."

Asas’s eyes were filled with ambition. He commanded a large Demon Army and could mobilize the Assassins from Black Flame City. Once his command was given, the Dark Monarch’s control over the Demon Army immediately fell into chaos. Many demon legions entered Zerata but did not directly go to defend the Silver Palace.

"Father."

"The mess you’ve created, you must bear." A cold smile appeared on the corner of Asas’s mouth.

He wouldn’t betray directly, but he could backstab his father.

Within the whole Silver Palace, only the Dark Monarch Glazest’s directly controlled Demon Guard remained. Asas couldn’t mobilize them; they were the Dark Monarch’s core group. But with his secret backstab, Zerata’s defense forces took separate actions to intercept the enemy forces, not immediately aiding the Silver Palace.

If the Dark Monarch died, he would be the strongest heir, as long as he could eliminate his other siblings.

Toward the Silver Palace.

Glazest just took one look in the direction of Zerata, and his face filled with rage.

Not good!

Rebellious son!

Bastard!

To dare to backstab him at this time.

At this time, on the battlefield, Duncan had already slain seven Balor Demons and over a dozen Six-Armed Snake Demons, forcing the Dark Monarch’s Demon Guard to retreat in disarray. The plan to raid and cut off the rear-line Priests had already completely failed. Upon seeing the Dark Monarch delay joining the battle, some Balor Demons even started fleeing on their own.

This man is terrifying!

They had faced Paladins’ Holy Cleaves before, but a Paladin who could kill a Balor Demon with one strike, they had never seen such a thing.

The output tiers of the Warrior class, Weapon Masters, and Sword Saints belong to a class of their own.

Moreover, the more Duncan killed, the more frightening his presence became. After slaying so many high-tier demons, his every move was impeccable, mastering combat techniques to an exalted level that surpassed the Master Level limit, elevating his longsword skills directly to the Great Grandmaster level through battling Balor Demons and Six-Armed Snake Demons.

If this were the East, it would be the ultimate path sought by the Nine Sword Style.

The craftsmanship reaches divine communion!

When combat techniques reach a divine level, you naturally gain some abilities of a god.

Although Duncan relied solely on killing so many Balor Demons, it was still hard to enhance his warrior class to the ultimate limit. However, he had clearly surpassed the mortal limit; everything was like combat instinct, every casual strike capable of bringing a high-tier demon near death. For a Weapon Master, the weapon in hand is just an extension of their own body.